where the water sprites play.
They dance on the ripples
and tiptoe on the waves.
The dew drops of a silvery moon
that fall upon the waters
when the sun is held at bay.
The fairies harvest them
to keep the fireflies bright.
Moonbeams that fall
across the waters at night.
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